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Oneshot: over the hills [b.i.shadow]
over the hills ;
B.I.Shadow centric
~370 words
written: August 2009
over the hills ;
They only remember the strange sort of silence when Fuma looks up from arranging coloured candies on a sheet of paper and asks "Ne, Misaki-kun, should the red go before or after the blue?" and no one answers.
"Oh, haha, I forgot," Fuma says to himself.
The three of them are still eating the candies one by one when a fourth walks quietly in.
There are pictures. Cute, sweet, endearing pictures. Horrible, terrible, awful pictures. "I don't understand." Nakaken yells quietly. "Why would you do this? We were supposed to make it this time, the four of us!"
Fuma sulks in a corner while Yuugo watches silently from the side. Hokuto doesn't meet anyone's eyes and walks out the door. "We're Juniors. Doesn't it happen all the time?"
The sad thing was, they all knew it was true.
Nakayama Yuma debuts and Fuma and Yuugo are left to janken over the last of three chocolate bars.
("I should've brought two," Yuugo says.
Fuma stops with the unwrapped chocolate halfway to his mouth. "No, you should've brought four."
Yuugo shrugs. Maybe.)
"See ya," Fuma says.
Yuugo doesn't see him again.
Misaki wonders what happened to B.I.Shadow when he picks up a magazine one day, something he hasn't done in a long, long time, and only finds Nakaji - in another group altogether. He tries another - same thing. He looks up and sees someone vaguely familiar. "Kochi-kun?" he asks.
The young man flipping through the sports magazines a few steps over raises his head and smiles awkwardly before faint recognition takes hold. It took years, but the brilliant smile comes just as easily as anything else. "Takahata-san," he replies.
"It's been a while," Misaki says, putting the magazine down. He glances at his watch. "Are you free?" A nod. "How about lunch?"
Yuugo agrees. He supposes they'll have a lot to talk about.
A few months later, a book goes on sale. It's a quiet book about a boy growing up with his cat. In the author's note, there's a hastily added line on how it's about growing up meaning growing away and to hang on to your childhood friendships and to never let them go.
Yuugo picks it up and supposes he knows what it's about. He ends up being a few minutes late for his university lecture, but calls the others anyways for the first time in a long, long time.
B.I.Shadow centric
~370 words
written: August 2009
over the hills ;
They only remember the strange sort of silence when Fuma looks up from arranging coloured candies on a sheet of paper and asks "Ne, Misaki-kun, should the red go before or after the blue?" and no one answers.
"Oh, haha, I forgot," Fuma says to himself.
The three of them are still eating the candies one by one when a fourth walks quietly in.
There are pictures. Cute, sweet, endearing pictures. Horrible, terrible, awful pictures. "I don't understand." Nakaken yells quietly. "Why would you do this? We were supposed to make it this time, the four of us!"
Fuma sulks in a corner while Yuugo watches silently from the side. Hokuto doesn't meet anyone's eyes and walks out the door. "We're Juniors. Doesn't it happen all the time?"
The sad thing was, they all knew it was true.
Nakayama Yuma debuts and Fuma and Yuugo are left to janken over the last of three chocolate bars.
("I should've brought two," Yuugo says.
Fuma stops with the unwrapped chocolate halfway to his mouth. "No, you should've brought four."
Yuugo shrugs. Maybe.)
"See ya," Fuma says.
Yuugo doesn't see him again.
Misaki wonders what happened to B.I.Shadow when he picks up a magazine one day, something he hasn't done in a long, long time, and only finds Nakaji - in another group altogether. He tries another - same thing. He looks up and sees someone vaguely familiar. "Kochi-kun?" he asks.
The young man flipping through the sports magazines a few steps over raises his head and smiles awkwardly before faint recognition takes hold. It took years, but the brilliant smile comes just as easily as anything else. "Takahata-san," he replies.
"It's been a while," Misaki says, putting the magazine down. He glances at his watch. "Are you free?" A nod. "How about lunch?"
Yuugo agrees. He supposes they'll have a lot to talk about.
A few months later, a book goes on sale. It's a quiet book about a boy growing up with his cat. In the author's note, there's a hastily added line on how it's about growing up meaning growing away and to hang on to your childhood friendships and to never let them go.
Yuugo picks it up and supposes he knows what it's about. He ends up being a few minutes late for his university lecture, but calls the others anyways for the first time in a long, long time.
- Tom, he was a piper's son,
- He learned to play when he was young.
- And all the tune that he could play
- Was over the hills and far away;